Folks has be'n to town, and Sahry Fetched 'er home a pet canary, -- And of all the blame', contrary, Aggervatin' things alive!
I love music -- that's I love it When it's free -- and plenty of it; -- But I kindo' git above it, At a dollar-eighty-five!
Reason's plain as I'm a -- sayin', -- Jes' the idy, now, o' layin' Out yer money, and a-payin' Fer a wilder-cage and bird, When the medder-larks is wingin' Round you, and the woods is ringin' With the beautifullest singin' That a mortal ever heard!
Sahry's sot, tho'. -- So I tell her He's a purty little feller, With his wings o' creamy-yeller, And his eyes keen as a cat; And the twitter o' the critter Tears to absolutely glitter!
Guess I'll haf to go and git her A high-priceter cage 'n that!
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